Breaking Thoughts

silence

the silence is violent, not only because of the scars covering my body but the pondering thoughts inside my head nobody has yet to hear
there is no hiding for my skin in this disgrace, my sleeves are forced to deal with the screaming secret covering it with cloth to wear it out and make it stop
there is no distraction from this secret just plain violence that nobody has seem to have a mask for
the battling fear is real
the real fear is screaming under that cloth and then when it's lifted there is no cloth to hide behind
it screams for somebody to make it all go away but nobody is hearin, nobody who can see, nobody who can make a consitancy
a consistency of taking it all away and changing the senario into something different something that's better instead of worse
it seems as if I'm facing this horrid battle with just me and nobody else there to help
the shadowing secrets are up to my neck and I can't seem to hold back anymore
they are screaming that they are alone and need company but I have to resist the temptation
behind my eyelids are mountains of raging violence
those crazy demons inside my mind are telling me that they have carved there selves into my mind that it's their home and they refuse to leave
they set my soul on fire with a gasoline tank and let the sharp pain soon take all of my being into their hands and smash it
the raging fire inside of me is taking me as a prisoner with a life sentence